A Divorce Make Me Rich

Mavis didn’t say anything. In fact, she had suspected that Anthony was the one behind the secret filming for a few days now, but she hadn’t said anything about it.

Moore tried to reassure her, “Don’t worry, Mavis. The news about you two getting divorced and going to get your divorce certificate today will be exposed. This can only benefit you since Anthony won’t be able to back out with so many witnesses around.”

There were people waiting outside of the civil affairs bureau early in the morning, eager to see them both go in and come out with their divorce certificates. Everyone wanted to be the first one to report on this juicy news.

This time, Anthony was being publicly shamed and there was no way he could avoid getting divorced.

Moore felt happy just thinking about it and wondered if Anthony would try any tricks this time around!

“Let’s go, Mavis. We’re going to be late,” he said.

Although Mavis didn’t like Moore’s behavior of inciting media attention and using public opinion pressure on Anthony for their divorce process at this moment in time, it wasn’t important anymore; their top priority was a smooth divorce process.

They went downstairs together but as soon as they appeared outside of the apartment building, a group of reporters immediately swarmed them with questions.

“Mrs. Callahan! Is it true that you are divorcing Mr. Callahan today?”

“Will you fight for custody over Alistair?”

“There are rumors that you are at fault for your marriage falling apart because Mr. Ulsens interfered. Is that true?”

“Mrs. Callahan please answer us!”

Mavis froze up and didn’t say anything while Moore quickly stepped forward to shield her from these reporters’ attacks while answering some questions himself, “Mavis agreed with Anthony earlier that they would go get their divorce certificate from civil affairs bureau at 9 am sharp today. I heard him say so myself! Please witness this end of their marriage!”

The reporters started talking all at once again after hearing his response but Moore couldn’t understand what they were saying due too many people speaking all at once plus his poor language skills. He quickly tried diverting them away by saying, “If you keep blocking us like this, then we’ll be late! Can you move along together? Any questions can wait until after they’ve received their certificates.”

Surprisingly enough, some people responded positively by giving way for Mavis and Moore’s exit route.

Nowadays netizens didn’t enjoy consuming stories about rich families’ display of affection anymore; instead they loves reading gossip stories about wealthy couples divorcing each other.

Perhaps even with all their wealth, they still had the same problems and marital issues, creating a strange sense of empathy.

Moore seized on this point and stirred up public opinion and hype. Mavis and Anthony had no turning back; there was no room for regret.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

He escorted Mavis to the street corner and hailed a taxi to the civil affairs bureau. The reporters followed suit in their own cars, shifting locations.

In the car, Mavis did not appear very happy.

Moore turned his head and asked, “We’ll get what we want soon enough. Why do you seem so anxious?”

Mavis remained gloomy for a while before blurting out, “You shouldn’t have made such a big deal out of it.”

There was an undertone of reproach in her tone.

Moore didn’t understand, “Isn’t this good? We have to do something so that Anthony won’t be able to cause any more trouble for you like last time by using me as leverage.”

Mavis fell silent.

“Mavis, do you remember how he treated you at first? Have you forgotten that he broke your heart? Are you still trying to protect him?”

“No,” said Mavis as she looked out the window but saw her little son’s pitiful crying face instead. “I’m just worried about how it will affect Alistair.”

“He’ll understand someday,” Moore reassured her. “I believe he’ll understand your difficulties in the future.”

“Okay,” nodded Mavis without saying anything else.

…

Soon enough, they arrived at the entrance of the civil affairs bureau where people were already gathered around outside – spectators who came after hearing rumors along with reporters eager for juicy news stories.

The police department had sent officers over to maintain order since there were too many people present which could lead to unnecessary danger otherwise.

Malcolm and Chad also showed up personally guarding by Mavis’ taxi door.

With these two big shots escorting her personally, none of those journalists dared come close or crowd around anymore.

As soon as she got off from taxi, Mavis saw Malcolm and Chad standing there waiting for her. She smiled sincerely, “Lyra must have arranged you and Chad here because she is worried about me. I am really grateful.”

Malcolm didn’t show much expression but only nodded slightly accepting her thanks candidly.

Chad said, “Anthony and I used be mortal enemies before, but somehow we became buddies over these years. He’s crazy sometimes, paranoid even. Once he decides someone is important, he would use any means necessary just to keep them around … hmmmm…”

His voice trailed off suddenly. Chad pursed his lips together, realizing that what he was saying might sound biased against Anthony if continued further.

“We don’t really know what happened between you two, but I hope you both consider carefully before making any big decisions and avoid regretting them later,” said Chad.

Mavis nodded earnestly.

With Malcolm and Chad present, two powerful figures whose presence made the reporters hesitant to get too close, they spontaneously made way for Mavis to enter the entrance of the civil affairs bureau.

Various cameras focused on Mavis’s face, because they were afraid of missing any expression from her. What was supposed to be a simple divorce procedure turned into a live broadcast scene that attracted people’s attention as it involved a wealthy family scandal.

There were already many people looking at their watches; it was 8:55 am with only five minutes left until nine o’clock. But Anthony had yet to appear, causing more whispers around him.

At 9:02 am in the morning, he still hadn’t shown up yet; not even the Callahan family’s car could be seen anywhere nearby.

Mavis kept checking her watch while frowning slightly. Did Anthony stand her up again?

Moore carefully leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Don’t worry about it Mavis. There are so many media outlets here watching him. If he dares not show up today as promised, then just accuse him publicly in front of everyone here. His every word and action will affect the Callahan Group.”

She didn’t say anything but stared intently at the intersection where she expected Anthony would come from soon enough.

Not far away inside a luxury car sat Bryleigh holding binoculars. She was secretly observing this side of things through a gap in between window panes, wondering why Anthony was late today when he had always been punctual before? Was he brave enough to withstand such pressure from public opinion by not showing up?

Bryleigh felt anxious inside because like those netizens online who couldn’t wait for Mavis and Anthony’s successful divorce moment – she wanted that too! She asked her family’s private detective beside her, “What exactly is going on? Why hasn’t Anthony shown up yet? Are you sure you saw him leave home this morning?”

“Miss,” replied the private detective confidently, “I’m very certain that I saw Mr. Callahan driving out with his limited edition red Ferrari at an intersection two kilometers away from their house forty-five minutes ago. He was with sunglasses on.”

However, according to logic since it only took twenty minutes or so for him driving from his residence all the way down here, Anthony should have arrived by now!

Bryleigh felt confused by everything happening around them now; even she couldn’t understand what was going on anymore – why wasn’t he coming?!

“Is there any chance that he went straight to Callahan Group headquarters instead?”

“It’s impossible. Mr. Callahan’s car was heading towards the Civil Affairs Bureau, in completely the opposite direction to the Callahan Group building.”

“Did you not follow the car?”

The detective lowered his head and said, “I followed… but lost him.”

Bryleigh gave him a frustrated glare and picked up her binoculars again to continue observing the situation outside the civil affairs bureau.

9:10 am.

They still hadn’t seen Anthony show up.

The voices in the on-site discussion grew louder and louder.

Just then, a black military armed vehicle drove up from afar and stopped by the side of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The first one to get off the car was Ted from NIB’s seventh team.

Ted spotted the outstanding figure in the crowd at first glance with an anxious expression.

“Mr. White, something has happened!”

“Anthony had a car accident on the way here and was sent to the hospital. It is suspected to be a deliberate murder, and the case has been submitted to NIB…”